Midoriya's love for pro heros was admirable, some might even say endearing—even if a little creepy at times, especially when he went too into detail about the history of each one.

But he could call himself lucky to have found someone as great as you for a partner. Someone who could put up with his moments of recklessness, and even have the patience to hear him go on and on about his data book.

Maybe it had been some good 20 minutes ago since he started to talk non-stop about some hero and their record of missions. His eyes barely brushed over the written pages, already having memorized every detail in his book. The only thing that stopped him for going on for another 20 minutes was your eyes on him.

As soon as his gaze made contact with yours, his words caught half-way on his throat, making him pause for a moment before chuckling awkwardly. "I'm doing that thing again, aren't I? Sorry." He said with a nervous, somewhat flustered chuckle.